During the conversation, everyone came to Baikai City.
At this time, Baikaicheng could not see the bustling scene of the past. Nearly half of the city was in ruins, a large number of high-rise buildings collapsed, and a big hole appeared in the Nancheng District, which was the most severely destroyed.
Many ordinary people were trapped under the rubble, and people's cries could be heard from a distance.
Seeing this tragic situation, Bai Shan clenched his fists and Jinpao Chuci's face darkened.
Everyone came to the big pit in Nancheng District where the fighting atmosphere was strongest, and it was also the most severely damaged area.
The scope of the pit is not small, with a diameter of at least several hundred meters. Not a single complete building around the pit has collapsed.
Just from the traces of this battlefield, we can imagine how fierce the battle was at that time.
Jiuhe's expression was bitter: "It's still too late."
She could no longer feel the breath of another god, and there was a high probability that something unexpected had happened to her.
In the middle of the big pit, there is a piece of flat land that is the only one that is relatively well preserved.
According to Jiukhe, this area is where the believers of Nancheng God live, and it was also his first foothold in the city.
At that time, a god-killer prepared a large-scale move in order to kill the gods of Nancheng.
Originally, the gods of Nancheng could escape, but in order to protect their believers, they still risked their lives to resist, and eventually died unfortunately.
However, the residual power of the move still affected this area, blasting a large crater into the ground, leaving only the place where the Nancheng God was still intact.
"Where are those beasts?!" Baishan was very angry: "How could they be so cruel to their own kind?!"
He had seen a lot of blood on the ground, and it was obvious that many people had been killed by falling rocks.
"Those people don't care about the same kind or different kind." Jinpao Chuci's face was ugly: "In their eyes, there is no difference between ordinary people and domestic animals."
"Can you still remember the breath of those people?" Jinpao Chuci looked at Jiuhe.
Jiuhe closed his eyes, sensed carefully, and then shook his head: "I can't sense their breath now, it seems they are no longer in Baikaicheng."
Jinpao Chuci frowned, feeling something was wrong.
He originally thought that these god-killers attacked the gods of Baikai City in order to establish the Temple of Life so that Baikai City could be included in the sphere of influence of the Temple of Life.
But what's going on now, just kill the gods of Baikaicheng and leave?
Could it be that they are full to hold on?
After thinking for a while, Jinpao Chuci mobilized the power of faith in his body.
Heavenly feeling!
With the blessing of Tiangan, Jinpao Chuci quickly identified the remaining aura in the pit.
There are two auras in the big pit that are obviously stronger than the other auras. One of them is divine, and it should be the Nancheng deity that Jiuhe mentioned.
The other aura is relatively unfamiliar, but its strength is not weak. It is much stronger than the Nancheng gods. It is probably one of the two god-killers.
After memorizing this aura, Jinpao Chuci spread out Tiangan's perception range and searched for people with a similar aura.
After a long time, he opened his eyes and looked east.
"They did leave, and they left for a while."
"Are these people lunatics? Are they here just to kill our gods?" Baishan was a little unbelievable, and obviously he couldn't understand the thoughts of these god-killers.
Jinpao Chuci looked at Jiuhe: "Do you know what their purpose is, or if there are any details that have been omitted, please tell me."
"I don't know what their purpose is. If I knew, I would have told you a long time ago." Jiuhe said with a bitter smile: "I feel that they are just here for us Baikaicheng gods, and they don't care at all during the battle.
Other things only focus on us, and the power and moves are also aimed at us...etc."
Jiuhe suddenly remembered something.
"I remember, the two God-killers didn't say anything, but among the several humans with them, a high-level special person said a few words, and one of them mentioned one thing."
"Divine Source."
"Divine source?" Jinpao Chuci was a little confused.
When the main body was in Yanhuang State, it seemed that he didn't get any news about the origin of the gods from the Temple of Life.
"Yes." Jiuhe nodded: "I remember that sentence seemed to say...'When we get the source of these inferior gods, we will also be able to master the power of killing gods!'"
"The power of killing gods!" Jin-robed Chu Ci's face was solemn.
His intuition told him that this god-killing power was most likely the power of black energy!
It turns out that the black energy power that Dulong possesses is actually related to the divine source!
Reminiscent of the divine origin in Dulong's body and his eyes that were as talented as the gods, Chu Ci had a vague guess in his mind, and quickly asked: "Did those God-killers do anything to the body of Nancheng's God after killing him?
?”
Jiu He thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "I didn't see it, but the body of the Nancheng god disappeared. I thought the God Killer's moves were too powerful, causing his body to be vaporized."
Jinpao Chuci was silent for a while.
If he guessed correctly, this divine source may be related to their divine origin.
"Lord Chu Shen, do we want to pursue him?" Bai Shan asked.
"Chase!" Jinpao Chuci raised his head with cold eyes: "No matter what their purpose is, if they dare to come to Chengyang Mansion to kill, they must be taught whether to come back or not!"
Baikaicheng is a border city. Going west is Waifu, while going east is going to other cities in Chengyang Prefecture and going deep into the hinterland of Chengyang Prefecture.
In order to prevent this group of god-killers from posing a threat to other cities, Jinpao Chuci and his party went straight to the next city without stopping.
But they searched several cities in succession and found no trace of the God-Slayer.
This made Jinpao Chuci very puzzled, and even suspected that there was something wrong with the belief in the avatar's sense of heaven, and the perception was in the wrong direction.
After searching for a long time, no one was found, and the power of faith was consumed a lot.
The avatar of faith cannot withstand the consumption of Tiangan. If this continues, the avatar's level may be lost.
But he couldn't cancel the sense of heaven. If there was no sense of heaven, then they would really be blind, let alone find those people from the Temple of Life.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Later, Bai Shan came up with a guess that maybe those God-killers did not go to the fixed routes in the city, but went to the wilderness.
Everyone thought about it and found that this possibility was very high.
There are many mountains and forests in Chengyang Prefecture, and there are many wild beasts and monsters, so fixed roads will be opened between cities to ensure the safety of travel.
Normal people will take these routes when traveling between cities, whether for convenience or safety.
But for members of the Temple of Life who can kill gods, there is no need to take these routes. They can easily deal with threats in the wild and escape the tracking of others.
However, problems also arise. Tracking in the wild is obviously much more difficult than in the city. The large amount of mixed auras directly increases the difficulty of Jinpao Chuci's induction, and consumes more power of faith.
Jinpao Chuci couldn't help but think, it would be great if the main body was here. The main body's sense of heaven must be more reliable than the body's sense of heaven.
Just when Jinpao Chuci looked sad, a memory from thousands of miles away was transmitted.
Jinpao Chuci stopped.
Baishan and Jiuhe, who were searching nearby, noticed something unusual about Jinpao Chuci and turned to look at him in confusion.
"No need to look for it." Jinpao Chuci said slowly, "I know what their purpose is."
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In a small mountain forest three to four hundred miles away from Baikai City.
"Peng!"
There was a loud noise, and a burly black bear fell to the ground.
"The conditions here are average, but there are quite a few monsters in the mountains."
The man in a long gown stood on the body of the big black bear and slowly wiped the blood on his palms with a tissue.
"After all, this is the place closest to Shiwan Mountain. It's normal for there to be many monsters." A muscular companion squatted on a treetop and looked into the distance.
"That's okay. It's easier for us to hide in this environment. As long as we hide in the mountains, even the higher gods won't be able to find us." The man in the long gown said with a smile.
"I don't know if the higher gods can find us, but at least the gods of Chengyang Mansion won't be able to find us." The muscular man also laughed.
"Okay, it's time for us to go." The man in the long gown threw away the tissue: "It's almost time. Let's see if any of our lucky ones have successfully received the power transformation."
"You guy, you don't take anything!" the muscular man said dissatisfied.
"Leave it to you, I'm not good at physical strength." The man in the long gown waved his hand.
The muscular man felt helpless, so he jumped down from the tree, grabbed the body of the big black bear, carried it up, and then followed the man in the long gown back.
After a while, the two returned to the camp.
"You, process the food." The muscular man threw the big black bear on the ground and pointed at a high-level special person.
"Yes, Lord Godslayer."
The high-level special person who was pointed out did not dare to neglect and stepped forward quickly.
The man in long shirt and the muscular man continued walking forward and came to the cave behind the camp.
There are two people inside the cave, a man and a woman, sitting quietly with their eyes closed, tens of meters apart.
In front of both of them, there were some syringes scattered, and some of the syringes still had red blood remaining in them.
The expressions of the two people were very ferocious, their aura fluctuated, and they repeatedly jumped up and down the high level, occasionally exceeding the range of the high level.
A black energy spread quietly over the two of them.
Suddenly, veins popped up on the man's face, his eyes suddenly opened, and he roared: "No!
"
The man's whole body suddenly swelled, and then his flesh and blood exploded with a "Peng!" sound, turning into a cloud of blood mist.
Looking at this scene, the man in the long gown looked gloomy.
"waste!"
Compared with the man, the woman on the other side is much better, but the expression on her face is a bit ferocious, and a black line creeps up her cheek, which looks a bit scary.
After a long wait, the woman's expression relaxed a lot, and the black energy on her body was slowly absorbed into her body, converging into the black lines on her face.
The woman slowly opened her eyes, and an aura of power similar to that of the man in the long gown emanated from her, but it was much weaker.
"Welcome to join us, Wu, you are one step closer to becoming a god." The muscular man laughed loudly: "Fan Shu, I win this time!"
The man in the long gown snorted coldly and said nothing.
"Thanks to Master Zhenkong's promotion, otherwise Wu would not have this opportunity." The woman said gratefully.
Zhenkong waved his hand: "Now that you are also a god-killer, don't call me your lord."
The other members of the Temple of Life showed envy and jealousy.
Wu Wu was also a little proud, but she didn't dare to make any mistakes.
She knew that there was also a difference in strength among the God-killers. People like her who had just entered the God-killer stage had no difference in strength from ordinary lower gods, but the two people in front of them were beings who could fight against the true gods.
.
If she is lucky enough to get the godhead of a true god, and once she reaches the level of god, she will not be able to compare with her.
So she quickly expressed her loyalty: "How can that be done? Lord Zhenkong, you are my great benefactor. Even if your subordinates become God Killers, they will still be your subordinates."
A smile appeared on Zhenkong's face and he winked at the man in a long gown next to him.
Look, how loyal the subordinates I have trained are.
Fan Shu snorted coldly: "Let your subordinates get familiar with the power first, lest the power backfires and the God Killer becomes a God Killer, then I will laugh my head off."
"Don't worry, no matter what, it's better than your subordinate who died early." Zhenkong was not to be outdone.
Fan Shu's face turned even uglier.
Only then did Wu notice the flesh and blood scattered on the ground not far away. She knew exactly what it was, and felt scared for a while.
Fortunately, she succeeded. If she had not succeeded, this person would have been her fate.
Thinking of this, she quickly checked her physical condition.
After a while, a sharp scream sounded.
“Ahhhh! My face!
"
Wu looked at the face in the mirror that was half covered by black lines, her eyes filled with horror.
"Damn! What is this and why can't I get rid of it!"
Wu rubbed the black lines on her face vigorously, as if she wanted to rub them away.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! But the black lines seem to be integrated with Wu's face. No matter how she rubs it, there is no trace of it.
"Why is your subordinate so surprised? She doesn't even know how to show off her talent?" After finding a rare opportunity, Fan Shu sneered and said disdainfully: "How did you teach your subordinates?"
Zhenkong looked a little confused, and shouted at Wu: "Why are you making such a fuss! It's just the manifestation of your talent that has not yet been digested by the power of your divine source. Don't embarrass me!"
"But, but...why did it run into my face?" Wu Wu felt a little aggrieved.
The face is a woman's second life. If the black lines appear elsewhere, she will not react like this.
"This thing is not something you can control." Zhenkong was a little impatient: "If you don't want it to appear on your face, just practice hard. When the divine power you get is digested, these black lines will become
Disappear automatically."
Then we have to wait until the Year of the Monkey and the Horse and the Moon!
Wu wanted to get rid of the black lines on her face now, but she knew that Zhenkong would be really angry if she continued to make trouble, so she could only say "oh" obediently.
Zhenkong seemed to realize that Wu was now a God-killer, so his expression softened slightly and he comforted him: "If you really can't wait, when I get other divine sources later, I will give you some divine sources to speed up your cultivation.
, this way you can also quickly eliminate wrinkles on your face.”
"Thank you, Lord Zhenkong!" Wu Yixi said.
That is our divine source!
The other members of the Temple of Life showed dissatisfaction on their faces and opened their mouths, as if they wanted to say something, but in the end they still didn't say anything.
Suddenly, Fan Shu's eyes moved and he looked deep into the jungle.